Written by Merigrace RamseyMarch 27, 2026 Fact: the middle seat is the least preferred spot on a plane for most people. Except for me. In my mind, the gap between the aisle and the window is an open runway, ready for conversation. But as I’ve reminded myself several times on the metro to Dulles airport this morning, today will be different. I will not…
Written By Merigrace RamseyApril 02, 2026 Who are you? The answer is a stain too potent to purge. It’s one I can’t bring myself to acknowledge out loud, but everyone else seems to have accepted it naturally. I remain in this abyss without him forever. The realization haunts me like a murky, thick sludge I can’t wash away: the stench is always present, always…
